'Buy my stepfather's ghost' read the e-mail.
So Jude did.
He bought it, in the shape of the dead man's suit, delivered in a heart-shaped box, because he wanted it: because his fans ate up that kind of story. It was perfect for his collection: the genuine skulls and the bones, the real honest-to-God snuff movie, the occult books and all the rest of the paraphanalia that goes along with his kind of hard/goth rock.
But the rest of his collection doesn't make the house feel cold. The bones don't make the dogs bark; the movie doesn't make Jude feel as if he's being watched. And none of the artefacts bring a vengeful old ghost with black scribbles over his eyes out of the shadows to chase Jude out of his home, and make him run for his life ...
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This is by far the scariest novel I've ever read. I stayed up all night, too afraid to turn off the light, as I turned page after page, completely unable to put the book down and go to sleep. I don't know if that's a recommendation or not, but this intriguing, disturbing tale - about a rock star who buys a ghost on the internet for a laugh and then has his life turned inside out when he finds out it's REAL - is perfect for real fans of the horror genre. Not for the faint of heart, but absolutely worth it for those who dare. For fans of Stephen King and Clive Barker. (I docked half a star because of the sleepless night) - Rebecca (QBD)
Guest, 20/04/2020
